After a while, as Muay Thai masters solved their opponents again, the game was announced to be over.

At this time, the host has taken over the ring.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome Wu Liu to the stage with applause." After shouting, there was cheering in the audience.

"Next, let us invite the king of zko - Mo Feng to appear with the warmest applause."

This time, after the host shouted, the scene was more than twice as popular as before.

Looking at the different treatment from the host to the audience, Wu Liu snorted coldly, staring at Mo Feng who was appearing on the opposite side with deep eyes, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

"Everyone also knows that in this boxing champion competition, Mo Feng has won four consecutive games, and he has only four professional games. Can he continue to win in this battle? Let's wait and see."

After saying that, the referee took over the game again. When he came on the court, he pulled the two of them and retreated after a warning.

The two of them fists, Wu Liu smiled coldly and said contemptuously: "Mo Feng, your winning streak is over here!"

After saying that, Mo Feng looked speechless and said helplessly: "Who gives you the confidence that makes you so inflated?"

At this time, the two had already set aside.

Wu Liu looked at Mo Feng with vigilance at this time, and his right toe was close to the ground. He knew that Mo Feng was extremely powerful, so he had to keep a distance and face Mo Feng with his own advantage to win.

However, at this moment, a terrifying aura enveloped.

The momentum is misty but real. A soldier king stands in front of an ordinary person, and his momentum is enough to make ordinary people sweat coldly, and Mo Feng is equivalent to this soldier king.

With his eyebrows tightly locked together, Wu Liu felt that his heart beat faster and his body's reaction speed was also much weaker. He vaguely felt that it was difficult for him to perform his functions in all aspects to the fullest.

"This, is this the pressure that Wang Xiao and the others face? OK, so strong!" Wu Liu felt cold in his heart. He originally thought that Mo Feng would win with his strength, but when he faced Mo Feng, he found how ridiculous he was. At this time, his body vaguely wanted to surrender.

"No, I can't continue like this, otherwise my strength will be drained sooner or later." He didn't know how Mo Feng cultivated such a strong momentum, but he knew that he had to do it at this time.

Thinking of it, he shouted loudly, and immediately turned around and kicked back, with a very fast speed.

In the field, everyone's heart was tight, after all, Wu Liu could use a thousand pounds of force with one kick.

On the opposite side, Mo Feng had already retreated as Wu Liu's movements, and then a loud shout exploded, and he kicked it out at the same time.

The two feet touched each other at the same time, and then a crisp sound came out faintly. Then Wu Liu crawled out like a dog eating shit.

It was not an exaggeration to fall on the ring, and Yu Li even took his body to quickly slash under the stage.

He fell under the ring. The huge force was like countless wild horses rushing through his internal organs. A suffocation made his face flush and he couldn't recover for a long time. The most important thing was that his calf had some fractures, and the pain made him breathless. I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to return to the arena if he didn't lie in the bed for three or five months.

"Leg, the Leg King was ruined by one foot?"

"Suck, it probably takes three or five months to recover, right?"

"Hey, I said, don't be proud of it in front of the pretentious Feng, you're happy now!"

"Haha, the facts prove that your Master Feng is still your Master Feng. Don't learn to pretend if you have nothing to do in the future."

In the audience, everyone was shocked and completely exhausted, and they all took a deep breath.

As for the ring, Mo Feng looked at Wu Liu indifferently. He didn't use all his strength just now, otherwise he would have recovered after lying in a broken bone. Instead, his whole leg would be ruined, and walking will be a problem in the future.

Another kick? The host was stunned. He didn't need to ask the referee for instructions. He immediately shouted: "The result of the game is that Hong Fang won."

Backstage, the Muay Thai master also frowned and felt a little stressed.

He admitted that Mo Feng had already been pressing on his heart like a huge rock, because this man was too strong, and even if he was placed in the international market, he would have a place. But even so, he would have to fight Mo Feng and be divided into different levels.

With Mo Feng's ko game, it also came to an end. The finals will start in an hour. Both of them will play against each other, rest for 30 minutes in the middle of each game to determine the champion.

It took an hour to go, and the three of them were also raising their energy.

In a blink of an eye, many spectators filled the venue again and filled it with food, many of them didn't even leave, just ate some snacks to fill their stomachs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the boxing champion competition is about to end, but the ancients said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. There are still three people left on the stage. Who do you think will be the winner of this boxing champion?" The host grasped his voice, and his passionate voice once again detonated the whole audience.

"Fengwang, Maple King,"

Suddenly, the voices shouting at Mo Feng in the venue instantly covered everything, both men and women, were full of fanaticism towards Mo Feng.

"Haha, let's wait and see together." The host pointed his fingers and shouted cheerfully: "The first game is Kuaiquan Fangda against Muay Thai Miao Xi. The game is about to begin, and the referee on the field Zhang Kuan."

As the boiling cheers rang out, the competition began.

After a warning, the two fought directly together. For a moment, the punches were coming and going, and they were hit back and forth.

In the first round, the two were in equal battle, but Mo Feng was slightly snatching his eyes in the background and murmured: "It seems that this Muay Thai player won." After that, he slowly closed his eyes.

In the second round, Fang Da was slightly weak, but Miao Xi became more and more brave and hit Fang Da in the head many times.

In the third round, Fang Da was knocked to the ground before he could get up, but he was knocked down again after he finally ended in Fang Da's failure.

The first game ended, and the second game began half an hour later, which was Mo Feng’s fight against Miao Xi.

In the backstage, Miao Xi was replenishing her energy while listening to the coach's guidance.

"Remember, Mo Feng is the strength of his strength. Never confront him head-on, use your flexibility to wander. Try to drag it to the third round. No one knows the weakness of this person at present, and we can only imagine that his strength is not long and looking for a chance to win in the third round."

Listening to the coach's warning, Miao Xi also remembered it in his heart.

After a while, as the referee retreated, the game began again.

At the beginning of the game, Miao Xi jumped and did not take the initiative to attack, and her fists and legs were ticked from time to time.

"Uh!" Mo Feng pursed his lips, then glanced over coldly, Miao Xi tightened his body and mind, and the pace of beating was half a beat slower.

At the same time, Mo Feng moved and rushed forward with a quick step. The latter had just come back to his senses and felt a huge force spread from his arms to his internal organs, and then he turned dizzy. He knew he had flew, but it was particularly difficult for him to lift his eyelids.

Plopped, Miao Xi landed heavily.

"Announce the result of the game!" Mo Feng said indifferently, his arrogant look on his body had not completely subsided.

Off the field, everyone's faces were numb when they twitched.

"And, ko again?"

"Who, I just said that I must not come out. I will broadcast the sixth-speed electric fan on the daily! "

"Haha, it's time to skew it into a toothpick stick, right? But I'm really strong in pretending to be so fancy, all of them are punching me."

At this moment, the referee suddenly came to his senses and pursed his lips. All the fancy feelings in front of Mo Feng were fake!

"Now the result of the game is announced, Hong Fang won!" The host shouted immediately: "Everyone should rest first, the next game will be held in half an hour."

"No need, I don't need to rest, let's start now!" Mo Feng raised his hand and said indifferently.

When the words came out, there was an uproar inside and outside the venue. What do you mean by being arrogant? This is arrogant, and it can be said that it is so arrogant that it is endless!

The host was also stunned and looked at the judges. Several judges immediately looked at each other and whispered to each other.

But at this time, Fang Da was about to run onto the ring. He first bowed to all sides, and then said bitterly: "I disappoint you all. However, only Mo Feng deserves to win this boxing champion."

After saying that, he clasped his fists at Mo Feng and left the ring. Although he was only one step away from the championship, he did not want to seek abuse. He was defeated by Miao Xi, but Miao Xi was punched by Mo Feng, and he didn't think he could hold on.

Moreover, if you give up your position with ease, you can make friends with Mo Feng, and on the other hand, you can also show your generosity. If you lose less people, why not do it?

"Uh, this," the host was bitter and shouted: "I announce that the champion of this boxing champion is, the king of zko - Mo Feng. Next, let Deputy Director Gao go on stage to present the award to Mo Feng himself."

After saying that, a man with a big belly came on stage and took over a crystal trophy, with a belt made of gold inlaid. Although it was not as big as a foreign country, it looked like a trophy and looked noble and generous.

Shaking hands, a group of people congratulated Mo Feng. At this time, Director Gao said earnestly: "Brother Mo, you have become famous in one battle, but the value of domestic boxing competitions is much lacking compared to foreign countries. If you want to go further, I can recommend it to you.

At present, Wulin Feng Global Boxing King is about to fight in South Korea, but as far as I know, the Korean boxers are well prepared this time, and there are several Yatai-level boxing champions. I'm afraid our players are not opponents, so I want to ask Brother Mo to fight the Korean side on their behalf. What do you think?"

Mo Feng shook the director's hand, then smiled gently and said, "Sorry, I don't want to participate in boxing competitions recently!"

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? Introduction: The protagonist came to the end of the Five Dynasties, set out from Hainan, defeated the Northern Song Dynasty, recaptured the Annan Protectorate, and colonized Japan and South Korea.

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